[Note: the fundraiser says I'm raising funds for Molly Guenther, my mom, because that's how the banking situation is set up, but I assure you everything's going towards Haya and her family. Sorry if there's any confusion about that.]

Hello! My name is Peter, I am the organizer for this fundraiser. Below are Haya's words which tell us of her constant struggle, I ask you to please take a moment to read them:

I am Haya, 26. A mother from Gaza—born into fire, now raising my children in the ashes.

Every day is a gamble with death.

No safety. No clean water. No food.

We sleep hungry, terrified…

unsure if we’ll wake up again.

My little boy, Yamen, clings to me with eyes full of hope I can’t explain.

And inside me… another baby is growing...waiting to enter a world I cannot promise will be kind, or even survivable.

I was taught to be strong.

To carry pain in silence.

To never ask.

But now

I cry out..not for myself,but for my children.

We are a simple, honest family stripped of everything but dignity.

Can you imagine watching your child starve

while your hands are empty?

Every donation is not just money.it is a chance at life.

Every silence, every delay, is more pain we cannot afford.

I started a small campaign from Gaza—not from comfort,but from desperation.

Please…

Help me keep my babies alive.

Don’t let their light be swallowed by this darkness.

Please… don’t leave us alone.